Orion flickered out of existence and reappeared directly behind one of the Holy Guard Knights. He raised his arms and dropped a gravity-amplified elbow strike.
BOOM!
The Knight was launched like a cannonball, but his body didn't shatter.
Almost instantly, the Saint and the remaining five Knights had dumped their Divine Power into a shared network, weaving layers of defensive wards over their comrade the moment impact occurred.
"Cute."
That level of synchronization implied a hive-mind connection or shared vision.
"You think you can start your formation? Not on my watch." Orion's grin was savage. "Not unless you put me down first."
He vanished again. This time, he materialized directly behind the Saint.
Orion leaped, bringing his leg down in a guillotine axe kick intended to punt the Saint's head clean off his shoulders.
